#she hulk fluff

[imdoingsortagay]

Hi! May I request prompt #2 from the Valentine’s Day writing request list with Jen Walters! Thank you :)

Doubled booked

Warnings: badly written( yes I know) , fluff, fans and cuteness.

A/N: this is so bad I’m sorry works been kicking my ass 😭 I hope you like it

“ do you and the special person have any Valentine’s Day plans Walters?”

“What?” Jen asks from her computer, too focused on these filings to hear what Nikki is saying.

Being a well known layer and Avenger meant that she was busy. Though she was never busy to make time for you but recently trying to find some time to spend together as she had to balance super hero life and regular life while you were busy at work as the romantic holiday was coming up, more people wanted to buy certain flowers for their partners.

What Jennifer doesn’t know is that you had asked some favors of Nikki and Pug to try to get your girlfriend out of the office for a romantic dinner at this new Korean restaurant that opened. Jen was raving about the reviews but was sad that she was always busy with something so you asked her friend nicely to get her out of the office to take her there.

“ do you and y/n have plans Jen? Or did you forget that Valentine’s Day was coming up?”

Right as Nikki mentioned Valentine's day, Jen immediately had to stop work to check her Calender to see that it was the next day and was starting to freak out.

While this was the second holiday you'd be celebrating together, Jen had planned to go to this new fancy new ice cream shop that you had been raving about and was scared that she'd disappoint you, even with both of your busy schedules.

Once Nikki made her way out of the office to her desk, she sent you a quick text to inform you about Jen coming home while you got ready to surprise her with a dinner date, wearing her favorite color too just to add some spice to the night.

Jen quickly googled the name and dialed the number to the shop, hoping she could get a spot which she found weird for a new shop, that she had to call. Just the thing in Los Angeles she assumes.

" Welcome to Manic Sundaes where our ice cream is anything but ordinary how can we help you?" the person on the other side responds in a cheery tone.

" Hi, do you have any spot for tonight around 8pm? I don't care if it's later either-"

" Name ?"

"What?"

" Can I get your name Ma'am?

" Jennifer Walters, so do you or not because I need to"

" Can you hold up a second?" the person says to Jen and a giggle can be heard right after. Whoever was on the other line did not realize the phone was not on mute.

" Johnathan I swear to fucking god, She-Hulk herself is on the other line" she could hear the employee on the other line.

" Emma it's probably a prank call now hand me the phone right away before-", and while Jen is mostly good at being patient, this is one of the times when she decides to let loose.

" Hahaha fake she hulks now hang up before-"

" Johnathan can you please just tell me if you have a spot tonight because I just want to impress my partner tonight if not then just let me down easy," she says while Johnathan is quiet on the other side.

" We have a spot for 9pm Miss Walters," he starts off," uh just get here within 10 minutes of the spot and you are fine. After a couple more minutes of Jen trying to apologize for the attitude, the brunette hangs up and collects all of her things before quickly getting out of the office to avoid the dreadful LA traffic.

Jenny baby: Be home in 15 love bug

Love: be careful sweetie

You had about a good amount of time before your girlfriend got home and finish the last of your makeup, opting out to keep it simple compared to the stunning dress that Nikki greatly offered to find for you, her fashion taste always coming in clutch in times like these.

With some music playing in the background, you don't even notice that the 15 minutes have passed when you hear the apartment door open and are met with a very sweaty and tired Jennifer while most of the time you wouldn't mind, it confused you.

" Why are you sweaty and tired Jen? " You ask her.

" Why do you look so hot y/n?" She asks back to avoid answering your question.

“I made dinner reservations," you tell her while Jen flops herself onto the couch, trying not to laugh at the situation

“So did I. Surprise?”

You walk to the couch and sit with your girlfriend who internally wants to scream, wishing she should have asked you first about the reservation so she could have done it another day.

" is the reservation for the new Italian restaurant by the movie theatre y/n? ".

you nod.

" Did you get a spot for Manic Sundaes ? “ you ask in the least excited tone even tho you know she’d do literally anything for you.

“ 9pm and they thought I was prank calling the spot,” and before she can go on about the call you start laughing, knowing that she used her lawyer voice to convince them. 

“ Jennifer Walters you are too adorable,” you coo before pulling her in for a hug and you hear her hum in content, always happy to be in your arms.

The rest of the night went well as the both of you had fun at dinner, talking about each others days and better when you got to the ice cream shop and your girlfriend made the employees fangirl.

“ thank you for the night Jen,” you say as you eat some of the ice cream.

“ anything for you baby.”

[fandomnerd9602]

Loki: ever been smashed by a Hulk?

Y/N: oh yeah

Loki: it’s the worst isn’t it?

Y/N: worst? It’s the best!

Jennifer walks in…

Jennifer: hey babe wanna smash? (Winks)

Y/N: oh yeah

Jennifer picks up Y/N and walks away…

Loki:

For @konstantin609

[hellfirehopeless]

Matt Murdock calling someone angel will be the death of me.

[murdock-barnes]

Pleaseeeee he looks like an adorable kitty😭🥰

Matthew Meowdock💀

[togrowoldinv]

Liking Jen for Jen

Jennifer Walters x Reader

When Jen clearly has a crush on you, her best friend encourages her to ask you out. When another coworker is talking to you, she’s afraid she’s waited too long to ask

Note: I’m back with more Jen! I just adore her. No spoilers once again. Enjoy!

Jennifer Walters Masterlist, Main Masterlist

“Jen? Jen? Jennifer? Earth to Jen!” Nikki tries to get Jen’s attention as she walks into her office.

“Oh my bad, sorry hey,” Jen says although her attention isn’t fully on her best friend.

“What’s your deal?” She asks her, but when her eyes follow Jen’s she sees the culprit. “You know maybe if you just asked her out then you wouldn’t get so distracted by her talking to everyone else,” Nikki says.

“What? Who?” Jen tries to play dumb.

“Don’t be silly with me, Jen. I know you like her, so why not ask her out?”

“Oh, I don’t know there’s a million reasons,” Jen says with a sigh. “I’m just- I’m not going to ask her out. Can we drop it?”

“Okay, fine. But I think you should ask her,” Nikki says before she changes the subject to what she had come into her office for.

Today is one of the partner’s birthdays and everyone goes out for happy hour. You sit at the bar not really that interested in the celebrations.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Your coworker, Pug, asks as he sits next to you.

“Thinking about ordering another drink,” you reply. He laughs and asks the bartender for another round for you. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome,” he says. “So, hey y/n I was kind of wondering if you’d like to go out sometime? Like on a date?”

You’re stunned, honestly. You didn’t think he thought of you that way.

“Oh, I um- I’m not really looking to date right now. It’s just- yeah,” you explain.

“No worries,” Pug says.

Just then another coworker joins you at the bar and the conversation is over. You thank goodness for Mallory’s timing. Pug excuses himself to go play darts.

“So, that was interesting,” Mallory says.

“Right? I didn’t expect that to happen.”

“Me either. If anyone was going to ask you out, I expected it to be Walters,” she says.

You choke on your drink.

“Jen?” She nods. “You think Jen likes me?”

“You don’t?”

“Well, I mean I guess I just kind of didn’t think she wasn’t straight and/or into me,” you say.

“It seems to me like she likes you and remember that I know everything,” Mallory says before she takes her drink back to her booth.

You sit there a little dumbstruck at the idea of Jen being into you. Of course you’re into her. She’s gorgeous, talented, and an absolutely brilliant woman.

What you didn’t know is that Jen was sitting at a close by table with Nikki during all of this. She heard Pug ask you out and she got an undeniable pang of jealously in her gut.

“Go get her, Jen,” Nikki says.

“But what if she doesn’t like me?”

“Jen, if you can just conjure up the confidence of one man and ask her out then you’d know. You gotta do this for you. You can do this,” her best friend hypes her up.

“Okay, yeah. Okay. It’s just she said she wasn’t dating right now and-“

“Jen!”

“Okay, I’m going,” she says as she stands up from the table.

She walks up to the bar and nervously sits next to you.

“Hey y/n,” she says.

“Oh, hey Jen. It’s good to see you as Jen,” you say with a laugh.

“Ah yes, technically it’s a work event, but I was tired of hulking out,” Jen says.

“I like this look best,” you say, your eyes don’t miss the way Jen’s cheeks flush a light pink.

“Thank you. Um- can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” you say.

“Would you maybe want to go out to dinner?” Jen asks you.

“Like a date?”

“Yeah, if that’s what you’d like to do. No pressure of course and l’ll just go and leave you alone and I’m sorry I haven’t asked a woman out before and-“

“Jen, hey it’s okay,” you ease her worries with your hand over hers on the bar top. She smiles softly at you and you feel a warmth in your chest. “Yes, I’d like to go on a date with you Jen.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Thank you for asking me,” you say.

“Thank you for giving me a chance,” she says.

Your hand is still over hers and you run your thumb over the back of her hand. The celebrations are almost over and you’ll be heading home soon.

So, you move closer to Jen and drop a soft kiss to her cheek.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” You ask her.

“Tomorrow works, yeah,” Jen says. “I can’t wait.”

“Me either, Jen,” you say before you leave the bar.

Jen sits there smiling. She finally found someone who likes her for Jen and not just for She-Hulk. And she’s got a great feeling about you.

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[skeletonsslut]

im sorry for you guys who are following me because the second i see matthew michael murdock in she-hulk on my 4k ultra high resolution plasma flat screen television i will obtain 83 gifs of one scene and plaster all of them all over your following page, so that everyone, young and old, close and far, will be converted to mattmurdockism by my singlehanded endeavors

[funplayhouse101]

Requests are open! Here's what I write for:

I only write Male Reader.

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Male celebrities:

Chris Evans

Jensen Ackles

Henry Cavill

Chris Hemsworth

Robbie Amell

Ryan Reynolds

Ryan Gosling

Froy Gutierrez

Female celebrities:

Scarlett Johansson

Elizabeth Olsen

Margot Robbie

Blake Lively

Jenna Ortega

Paris Hilton

Jennifer Aniston

Lili Reinhart

Shows and films I write for:

Buffy the vampire slayer (certain characters)

Supernatural (certain characters)

Riverdale (certain characters)

DC universe (certain characters)

Marvel (certain characters)

Glee (certain characters)

I'm more comfortable writing TOP MALE READER but I can also write bottom...

And I also write for some pornstars (just ask for the person).

Please send in some requests you guys!

[faebirdie]

If Only

Pairing: Jennifer Walters/fem!Reader

Category: slight angst with a happy, fluffy ending

Words: 2,336

Warnings: talk of both reader and Jen’s insecurities, sort of boss/employee relations

Requested: No. I’m so sorry to those of you who do have requests in my inbox. I’ve had so little inspiration to write lately until this randomly hit me.

Summary: Jennifer’s assistant is doing everything she can to keep her very inappropriate crush on her boss under wraps. But she just can’t keep her mouth shut when Jen shows how much the constant attention she’s receiving as She-Hulk rather than Jen is getting to her. Set after episode 5.

A/N’s: The most unrealistic part of this show about superhumans is that supposedly no one wants Jennifer as herself rather than as She-Hulk.

Masterlist and Request Rules

Jennifer Walters is a good boss. A great one even. The best boss you’ve ever had, as a matter of fact. Which really should be a good thing. And it would be if she wasn’t also the sweetest, cutest, and just all around most infatuating woman you had ever had the pleasure of knowing. But she was. 

Which has left you with a bit of a dilemma. Because you can’t date your boss. Hell, you shouldn’t even be thinking about her like this at all. You shouldn’t be thinking about how adorable she is in the morning when she first gets into the office and can barely keep her eyes open until she drinks the coffee you always bring her. You shouldn’t be wondering about what else goes through her head while she’s reading over the case briefs you’ve printed for her. And you definitely shouldn’t be daydreaming about how nice it would be to hold her hands, the same hands you can’t pull your eyes away from now as she packs up her briefcase for the night. It’s a wildly inappropriate thing for you to imagine with any coworker much less your actual employer! And most definitely grounds for her to fire you if she were ever to find out.

But you just can’t help yourself. Especially not now, while she’s standing in her true ‘just Jennifer’ form rather than towering over you as ‘She-Hulk’. Moments like these were becoming more commonplace. Moments spent alone, just the two of you in her office after most of the building had already gone home. Jen spent most of her time with you as her green alter ego, whether that be in court or during any other regular business hours in which she was representing the firm rather than herself. She didn’t complain to you about it, but you could tell sometimes that the constant pressure to be someone larger than life could get to her in certain moments. And while you try not to think too much about it, the fact that she feels comfortable enough around you to trust you with her more vulnerable side, it makes your heart flutter and your palms sweat.

“-need to formally file that appeal by the end of the week or we’ll be screwed. Can you be in a few minutes early tomorrow so we can get that started before we need to be in court?” Jennifer’s honey sweet voice breaks through your thoughts just a moment too late. 

You do your best to hide the way you’ve been zoned out with a measured nod and a quick hum in agreement even though you aren’t entirely sure what appeal she had been talking about. That’s a problem for tomorrow.

“Ugh. Thank you so much. I hate to ask. You’re already working way longer hours than most of the other assistants in the office. I promise you that we’ll be all settled into things here soon and then we’ll be able to work less overtime. I feel terrible about having to get in the way of whatever you’d rather be doing outside of this damn office,” You force yourself to focus on restacking the mess of paperwork sitting on the desk next to you rather than allow yourself to get sucked into the way Jen’s eyes focus on you as she talks.

Though maybe you hyperfocus too hard because you definitely aren’t thinking about the words that come out of your mouth next, “It’s ok. Honestly, my friends are all either busy with their own jobs or relationships and I haven’t been very into the dating scene lately. No one’s really caught my attention as of late. Well-” you barely catch yourself before taking what was already becoming far too personal of a conversation and moving it into dangerous territory. What are you doing? You can’t be saying any of this! Think! Think! Fix this before she gets uncomfortable. What was almost ‘Well other than you.’ becomes, “Well, other than this girl I know through a friend of mine. But, I don't think I’m her type,” The half truth you tell is probably still pushing it a bit, but at least you hadn’t admitted your schoolgirl crush on Jennifer to Jennifer.

You force yourself to look up from the now perfectly symmetrical stack of papers you’ve been fiddling with to where Jen stands directly on the opposite side of the large desk from you. Instead of finding a judgmental glare pointed at you as you’d feared, you see that she’s no longer looking at you. Jen’s head is turned slightly, staring over your shoulder towards the large windows that make up the back wall. Her warm, hazel eyes are unfocused, clouded over with something you struggle to place.

A moment passes in silence between the two of you before her eyes meet yours once more and she speaks, “I can understand that,” her tone is soft, almost whispered as she continues with a brief chuckle, “I haven’t had much luck in that field as of late either. I don’t think online dating is meant for someone who the world already knows so much about. There’s so many…expectations. Then again, they’re all about She-Hulk. Not Jen.”

Something in the way she says her own name, with a touch of contempt almost, gives the final clue for you to recognize what you had been seeing in her eyes just moments ago. Insecurity. Self doubt. Loathing even. They were all feelings you know well. But ones you can’t handle seeing come from the striking woman standing across from you.

You’ve only been working for Jen for a few short months, but the long hours spent together have allowed you to become incredibly familiar with her. You know her coffee order by heart, could pick her handwriting out of a lineup, and had even met much of her family after dropping some critical documents off at her house when she’d forgotten them at the office. You've seen her sharp mind at work a hundred times but still don’t find yourself getting bored while watching her practice her opening or closing arguments. Her nervous rambling makes you smile and the way her natural curls frizz up after a long day of mussing with them causes your heart to flutter. And that idea that Jen doesn’t see all of this beauty in herself the way you do is heart wrenching. You just can’t stand for it. 

“Look, Jennifer, this is probably completely out of bounds for me to say and I know I should just keep my mouth shut but I can’t. So I’m sorry, but you deserve the world. You are smarter than pretty much anyone I have ever known but somehow manage to never make those around you feel dumb or less than. And you work harder than every lawyer on this floor combined. Not for the accolades or the attention but because you genuinely, truly care about making a difference. You’re a good person with a huge heart,” you should stop there. You should really, really stop there but you just can’t. Now that the feelings you’ve been holding back for weeks have started to come out, you just can’t stop the rest. So you continue to express every compliment you’ve thought of about Jen since meeting her, each becoming more definite in tone as you go on, “And my god, Jen! You are so damn cute and funny and sweet while still managing to be hot and intimidating in the best possible way. I’ve been going mad sitting in this office with you every day and not being able to tell you how much I care about you and how I just want you happy no matter what form you are in. I hear you and Nikki talk about these shitty dates you’re going on and it kills me! Because these people you’re seeing are completely ignorant to just how amazing you are and how lucky they are just to sit across from you. And I know I’m ranting but I just can’t sit here and not say anything while you feel anything less than wonderful about yourself. I just want you to see yourself the way I do. To love yourself the way I do.”

You’re breathing hard when you finally finish your outburst. The pump, pump, pump of your heart against your ribcage is nearly painful but only intensifies as what all you’ve just said truly sets in. I’m so fired. 

“Y/N I…I-” You can’t even look at Jennifer as she stutters over just a few words, seemingly unable to find any real response to what you’ve just told her. 

Oh, god. What have I done? “I’m so sorry. That was completely inappropriate. I’m just gonna go,” You grab your work bag off of the chair next to you and scramble out of the room without looking back.

Please be at work a few minutes early today so that we can talk. - Jen

Jen’s text is the first thing you see after waking up from a fitful night of broken up sleep. The words stare back at you as you run through options of how to move forward in your head. You could call in sick. You could go in early and just pretend as if nothing has happened and ask her about the appeal that needs filing so as to avoid the subject of last night. You could change names and move out of the country so that you never have to risk running into Jennifer ever again.

No. You have to be a big girl about this. You’re an adult and adults own up to their actions and handle the consequences. I wish I was a child again.

So instead of burrowing back under your comforter like you want to, you get up and put the bare minimum into getting ready for the day and at least try to look professional. The subway ride to the office feels like it goes by faster than ever before, giving you little opportunity to ready yourself for walking into Jennifer’s office. It takes you a full minute to sike yourself up before you can finally force yourself to knock on her door.

“Come in,” Even on a morning like this, her voice still sounds like music to your ears. But it doesn’t make pushing open the door and stepping through it any easier.

The roomy office is full of early morning sunlight and just slightly cold. Jennifer is still in her human form when you walk through the door, which surprises you. She normally comes in in her Hulk form and stays that way until the very end of the day. Though you guess that switching between the two forms is a little easier now with her new adaptable suits. Don’t think about how good they look on her.

“Hi,” Jen is the first to speak as you near her desk but you still can’t bring yourself to meet her eyes.

“Hi,” Your reply is barely audible and filled with shame.

“Will you sit down? Please?”

You comply and make yourself as small as you can in the comfy chair in front of her desk. Your hand taps nervously on your knee as you force yourself to finally look at the woman in front of you. Her expression surprises you. It’s not one of scorn as you’d expected. Instead it’s soft. Nervous even. Her deep hazel eyes hold yours as the two of you look at each other for a moment.

“I talked to Pug this morning when I got in. We discussed having you work for him, instead of me,” Your heart breaks at the statement. Pug’s a nice guy, but he’s not Jen. You drop your head and feel your face heat up as you process what’s just been said. Jen doesn’t want to work with you anymore. Of course she doesn’t. What you said last night had been wildly unprofessional and more likely than not had made her uncomfortable. It makes sense that she wouldn’t want to be around you anymore. 

“I-I understand. But Jen, I just want to say that I’m so, so sorry. What I said was incredibly inappropriate and I-”

“No!” Jennifer cuts off your apology, “Well, technically yes. It was inappropriate I guess. But, I’m not mad. I’m thrilled actually! I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind since your first week on the job. I was just never gonna act on anything because I’m your boss and I didn’t want you to feel pressured.”

The force with which you snap your head up to look at her is almost painful. Jen’s cheeks are flushed a soft pink, but you can see a look of hopefulness hiding behind the nerves. 

“You’ve been thinking about me? Like the same way I have about you?” This has to be a dream. If you weren’t so focused on her, you might just pinch yourself.

Jennifer’s smile grows at your question. She nods as she answers, “Yes. That’s why I’m transferring you over to work for Pug. Because I really, really want to take you out on a date. But I want it to be above board,” You would laugh at how incredibly on brand that is for Jen if you weren’t so close to crying happy tears.

Her eyes search yours for a response. Before she can find one though, you are leaping out of your chair and racing your way around to her side of the desk to throw your arms around her small frame. You bury your face in her shoulder, unbothered by the way her curls tickle your nose and cheeks. A half sob, half laugh leaves you as you whisper, “I can’t believe it took us this long to figure this out.”

Jen’s arms circle back around you as she laughs at your remark, “I'm just glad we figured it out at all. This is what I’ve been dreaming of.”

[lovefoolholland]

okay but just like… imagine, being Jen’s younger sister, like fresh out of college, and meeting Matt.

like, okay, you’re twenty one, and Jen introduces Matt to you at a party of hers with all of her colleagues. and you’re this like- super cute, super young girl, and Matt’s instincts go wild, ‘cause you smell like flowers and honey and your heartbeat immediately fastens when he speaks to you.

and let’s say, for the sake of this story, that things between him and Jen didn’t work out, and Jen sees the sparkle between the two of you, so plays matchmaker, until one day at another party the two of you find yourselves alone talking all night.

and Matt just can’t help it, his mind goes overdrive everything you move your hair (because he can sense when you move it, of course), and your perfume sends a splash of sweetness to his nostrils.

so he has to say it.

“honey and flowers, right?”

“hm?”

“your perfume.”

“oh- oh yes, how did you know?”

he simply chuckles.

and he spends his days crushing on you, until one day when you’re talking to Jen and she keeps complaining about her inexistent relationships, until you tell her:

“come on Jen, Matt likes you.”

and she looks at you with her jaw in the floor.

“uh… no he doesn’t.”

“he so does.”

“no you idiot, he likes you.”

“what?”

“what?”

so you wait for Jen to arrange another party and this time, you go up to him and ask him the important questions.

“do you like me?”

“yes.”

“wait-” now your mind goes overdrive “you said yes?!”

and he takes you by the waist, presses your body softly with his, and gives you the most passionate, yet awaiting kiss you’ve ever had.

“tastes like honey and flowers to me sweetheart.”

hi, i’m back :)

[your-not-invisible-to-me]

You Drew Stars Around My Scars (Matt Murdock x Jen Walters) 

Ship: Matt Murdock x Jennifer Walters

Summary:

Matt and Jen get to spend some more time together in the morning after defeating Leap Frog.

Word Count: 2,082

Warnings: talks of body scars, a brief scene of oral sex, making out

A/N: AKA I couldn't find many morning-after fics, so I wrote one myself

The sun leaked through the open blinds as the morning of the new day began, but the two people wrapped around one another in bed paid no mind to the source of the shadows that began to form. They were just content to sleep. 

The first thing Jen noticed as she slowly began to wake was the weight of the arm that laid across her stomach. Then it was the fingers softly curled in her hair from the hand that laid above her head. She slowly turned to her side, facing the man who was still sound asleep next to her. 

He’s still here. He’s actually still here.

To say she was surprised was, well, an understatement. She didn’t expect to still be feeling the light whispers of his breath, more the feeling of the cold bed. 

But she’s not exactly complaining either. 

Jen took a moment to breathe in the sight of Matt Murdock as he lay before her. Last night, he was all quick wit and action. His movements were not hesitant as he fought against each person attacking them. He was quick to fight and flirt when it came to their time together. 

But now, now he looked relaxed. It was as if years had melted off his stature. Jen felt familiar with Murdock’s devil side, but this Murdock was something she had yet to discover. 

But would he stick around long enough to let her?

“You know it’s considered rude to stare.” 

Jen jumped at the sudden noise. She still didn’t quite understand how his abilities worked. 

“Well is it still considered rude if I like what I see?” she asked. 

Where was this coming from?

“Do you, now?” The familiar wide smile slid across Matt’s face as he maneuvered so he was now on top of her, caging her head between his elbows. He slowly leaned his head down, waiting for any sign of hesitation. 

But he didn’t find one. Just the sound of Jen’s breath hitching and the beat of her heart growing faster was all he needed to press his lips against hers. Now it was his turn for his heart to speed up. The feeling shook him to his toes as he brought a hand up to cradle her face. The feeling of her hand weaving its way through his hair. 

Matt pressed his tongue up against her lips. He felt her sigh as she opened up to him. As they both opened up to each other. 

Eventually, the two broke apart, both their heavy breaths falling into sync. 

“Well, that was quite the good morning, Mr. Murdock.” 

“I could say the same thing to you, Miss Walters.” 

Matt slowly slid off her again, turning over so he was curled up at her side. She ran her hand through his hair, not missing the way his eyes would flutter with each pass of her fingers. 

“Hmm. What time is it?” he asked. 

Jen pushed herself up a bit to peer over Matt’s head, making sure not to stop her movements. The clock on the side table read 7:13 AM. When she conveyed this to Matt, he smiled, letting out a happy groan. 

“What’s that noise mean?” she asked.

“It means I’m happy because I can make you breakfast.” Matt leans up, pressing a kiss against Jen’s cheek before getting up out of bed. 

Breakfast? He’s staying for breakfast too?  

As Matt stood up and stretched, Jen couldn’t help but admire what she saw. From the strong muscles lining his legs all the way up through his back, and not to mention that ass, it was more than enough to make a woman drool. 

Memories from the night before began to take over.

“God Matt, please don’t stop.” Her hand in his hair pulled harder as he drank her in. His lips wrapped around her clit as he sucked. Eating her out like a man who’d been freed from a life of starvation. 

“You know,” Matt’s voice broke her out from last night’s fantasy. “The faster we eat something, the faster we might get a repeat of whatever’s got you heated up.” He was back leaning over her, now wearing just his boxers, before giving her another kiss and leaving the room. 

Damn him. 

Jen pulled herself out of bed, slipping on her underwear and a t-shirt before heading into her kitchen. Matt was already standing at the stove, cracking an egg into a pan. Jen leaned against the door frame, taking in the sight. 

While before she saw his body, now she was seeing what was on it. Scars riddled down his body like lines sketched on a canvas. Two deep lines across his back, dots showing where someone had to sew him back together.

She suddenly found herself up against his back, lightly brushing the pads of her fingertips against each raise in his skin. She watched as the goosebumps raised with each passing touch. 

“How does a man defending a dozen blocks in New York get these?” asked Jen, softly. 

Matt was quiet for a moment, freezing for a split second before finishing the eggs and sliding them onto a plate. He turned around, wrapping his arms around her waist. Now she could see the deep scars across both his shoulders.

“Would you believe me if I told you it was a ninja?” The smirk on his face was hesitant. Jenn took a moment, trailing a finger up the scar on his shoulder to his neck, pulling him down to place her lips on his. 

“I think I’m learning fast not to question anything about you, Matthew.” 

Any hesitancy in Matt’s smile slipped away as he leaned down to kiss her again. 

“Come on, let’s eat.” 

The two sat down at her kitchen table, falling quickly into a conversation just as easily as they had the night before at the bar. From stories from both of their respective stays in law school- 

“He took Punjabi? Of all things?” 

“Yep.” 

“There was a girl, wasn’t there.” 

“Oh definitely.” 

- to Matt’s early days as the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen –

“She found you in a dumpster?!” 

“I never said I always made the right decisions.” 

“That’s assuming you ever make the right decisions in the first place.” 

“Ouch. I think I need to call an objection, Miss Walters.”

“On what grounds, Mr. Murdock?”

“…Wounding a blind man?” 

Jen giggled, actually giggled, before leaning over the table to give him a kiss. 

“Not a chance.” 

Neither had a chance to even think about the dishes in the sink before Matt had swept her off her feet, again, and was kissing her senseless against the wall. She let out a groan as his hips pushed against her center, feeling him hard against her. She ran her hand down his back and grabbed a fistful of his ass to drive him forward, feeling her knees go weak as she felt him moan.

“What time – umph – do you need to leave for the airport?” It was getting hard for her to formulate words with the feeling of Matt’s hand suddenly down her underwear. 

“Trust me, we have plenty of time.” The feeling of his smirk against her neck was not missed as they both suddenly ended up back in her bedroom. 

A little over an hour later, with both lawyers left plenty satisfied, Matt and Jenn lay tangled up around each other in bed again. Jen, with her head on his shoulder, slowly traced out the shapes of each scar she could feel on his chest. 

Suddenly, she found herself pushing Matt to his back. It was her turn to crawl on top of him as she caged his head between her elbows. She made her way down his body, slowly leaving a kiss on top of each scar she could see. The sound of Matt’s breath hitch with each touch drove her on before she made her way back to the top. 

She laid her head on his stomach, continuing to draw shapes on his skin. 

“How do you do it?” she asked, although a part of her felt like she already knew the answer. 

“Do what?” asked Matt. His head seemed to be filled with fog with each passing touch from the girl on top of him, and part of him was dreading having to get on a plane soon. 

“Go out into the world and fight when you could easily not make it back home.” 

The question made him pause, made him think. So many people have asked Matt different forms of the same thing over the years, but suddenly it didn’t seem enough. 

“When, when you can hear someone screaming for help miles away, and you know that no one is coming for them, it becomes your fault when they get hurt. I go out every night because I know I can help the people that aren’t on a priority list. If not me… then who?” 

He didn’t know if he particularly liked his answer, but the way Jen seemed to curl into him, even more, was more than enough. 

“I can’t help but feel like each scar I see is another person that’s still alive. I know you probably don’t hear it enough, so thank you,” said Jen. Matt didn’t respond, but they both knew he didn’t need to. 

Eventually, all moments have to end, and theirs did when the BEEP BEEP of Matt’s alarm went off. Both lawyers let out a groan at the sudden intrusion. Matt placed a kiss on top of her head before getting out of bed. 

Suddenly, he halted mid-step. 

“What’s wrong?” asked Jen. She pushed herself up to lean against the headboard. 

“Um. Nothing. I just, well I don’t have any other clothes besides my suit,” said Matt. His face was slowly becoming red as he turned and faced her. A beat of silence set in before Jen burst out into laughter, laughing so hard she clenched her side. 

“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up,” said Matt. He sighed, more frustrated at himself than anything. He found his pants and began to slip them on. 

“You forgot to bring extra clothes!” Each word came out more broken than the last as Jen struggled to breathe through her laughter. “Oh my God!” 

“Well, if memory serves, it was because someone was eager to get back to their apartment,” said Matt. Even he had to admit though, he was struggling to hold back laughter. 

Jen stood and got out of bed, bringing the man the top half of his suit that had been flung next to the closet at some point during the night. 

“And I don’t regret a second of it,” she said. 

A quiet pause set between the two lawyers as Matt finished getting dressed. She had given him an open door. One she hoped he’d take compared to the other guys she had been with recently. 

As he finished dressing, Matt slid his arm around her waist and pulled her close to his chest. Another kiss was shared as he dipped his head down, happy to feel the feeling of her tongue pass against his. The two broke apart. 

“I know this isn’t the ideal situation, with me being a thousand miles away in New York and all, but I don’t regret it either. Maybe next time I’m in town, I can actually take you on that dinner?” 

Even with the helmet now on his head, Jen couldn’t help but feel a certain way from seeing that smile on his face. Nervous, yet sincere. 

“I’d like that a lot, Matt, yeah.” 

BEEP. BEEP. 

“Now it seems I really have to go,” said Matt. 

“I’ll walk you out.” 

Matt grabbed his shoes and swung them over his shoulder as he followed Jen through her apartment. As they reached the front door, Jen couldn’t help but giggle again. 

“I can’t believe the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen is about to do the walk of shame out of my apartment.” Jen opened the door, letting Matt step through. 

“Now, Miss Walters, is it really the walk of shame if I liked what I did?” 

“Oh did you, now?” 

Matt gave her one last smile and a quick kiss before walking down the steps, turning to give her one last wave before he disappeared down the sidewalk. 

A whole minute seemed to pass before Jenn realized she was damn near drooling after him as she leaned against the door frame. 

Damn him. 

A/N: Comments and feedback are always appreciated! I really tried my best with proofreading, but if I missed something just let me know. Here's to our favorite devil man finally being back!

[saynotoshityouhate]

^^me charging in and seeing a whole bunch of reads and notes on my Professor Hulk fic “For Science”

Check out the five chapter series here!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

You can find a few more Bruce Banner/Hulk/Professor Hulk pieces in my Masterlist!

Thanks for reading! xoxo, SNTSYH

[fandomnerd9602]

A-force headcanons on going to the beach with Y/N?

I'd love to see (She-Hulk, Wanda, Natasha, Shuri, Gamora, Carol and Kamala) show Y/N her swimsuit

The following is everyone on A-Force’s reaction to seeing Y/N in a swimsuit…

Wanda: I’ve never wanted to tear clothing off with my teeth so badly!

Natasha: fits you just right Y/N

Shuri: that physique is impossible I must study you closer, Y/N

She Hulk: my firm does after hours consultations if you’re interested (winks)

Carol: I. Want. You.

Sadly Y/N didn’t hear any of this, their headphones were playing at max volume.

[imdoingsortagay]

Scary Movie Time!

Summary: You and Jen spend the night in watching scary movies 

word count: 672

a/n: i hate scary movies with a passion but for Jen, baybee i will watch anytime of the day 

“ Scary movies Jen?” you ask your girlfriend as she scrolls through the selection of movies on the screen while you hope that she chooses anything other than that. 

“ Hey you told me that I was able to choose this week,” she tells you while you pout in your seat. Scary movies were not your cup of tea because being scared was not fun for you. Jen, on the other hand, loved watching any and all horror movies that she can find online along with the ones that come out in theatres. 

“ Fine then,” you tell her. 

“ If you get scared at any point then you know I’m here to protect you sweet y/n,” she tells you, pulling you close to her body in case any scary ghosts, demons, or scary beings come on screen. Yes, they are on screen but you were not going to risk a good night's sleep and Jen knew that too as well. 

“ I love you, babe,” you whisper to her, making Jen blush. You cuddle as close to her without making her annoyed but after all of these years of dating, she’s fine with you clinging her to body like a koala. Something that she actually found very cute.  She starts the horror movie, going with her all-time favorite, Aliens and so far you seem fine until the aliens get on screen and you shove your face in Jen’s chest.

“ Babe their aliens, not that scary,” she chuckles as the movie goes on. 

“Jen they are though,” you whine into her chest. Once that movie ends, Jen put’s on midsommar, personally one of her top favorite movies and one that won’t scare you that much. Though she spends most of the movie looking at you, it’s cute to see how observant you are during this movie, sometimes a bit scared but overall just admiring your beauty. 

“ Jen baby boo? “ 

“ Yeah y/n ? “ 

“ I can feel you staring at me” 

“ too bad I love staring at my pretty baby” she whispers low enough so the both of you can hear the movie. She smiles as she sees the blush appearing on your face, never failing to make you do that. It was one of her top 3 favorite things ever.

The rest of the night is spent with Jen enjoying all of her favorite horror movies while you for the most part cover your eyes or hide beside Jen before you hear her yawn. Both of you quickly get into bed to cuddle and you quickly fall asleep while Jen is up wide awake. 

She loves to watch horror movies but regrets it once she hit her bed as she can’t sleep for the rest of the night, maybe get about 2 hours of sleep and have a bad day at work as she’s too sleepy to even focus on anything. Jen loves when you cuddle with her at night but when it's a horror movie type of night, not so much. A couple of minutes go by as she tries her very best to sleep and she hears you grumble. 

“ can’t fall asleep again Jen? “ you ask her as you rub your eyes. 

“ How did you know ?” 

“ I know you too well babe,” you say as you move closer to her face to help her sleep better for working. 

By humming a tune, one song that she hears you hume as your write in your free time or are working. A waltz song that she hopes the both of you can dance along to in the future. 

“ Listen to the tune sweet jen and i’ll be here in the morning when you wake up,” you tell her. Jen listens as you hume, focusing on the way you brush your hand through her hair, and before you know it she’s fast asleep, dreaming of the one person that always makes her happy. 

You quickly fall asleep with Jen wrapped in your arms and can’t wait to spend another day with the most wonderful woman on the planet.

[togrowoldinv]

Elevator Confessions

Jennifer Walters x Reader

When you and Jen get stuck in an elevator together, your feelings for each other come to light

Warnings: Brief and not very descriptive panic attack due to being stuck in an elevator

Note: I just adore Jen. This is based on this request. Enjoy!

Jennifer Walters Masterlist, Main Masterlist

“Hey Jen,” you acknowledge your coworker as she steps into the elevator.

“Y/n,” she responds.

She’s in She-Hulk form as she always has to be at work, so when she stands next to you she towers over you.

There’s always been a sort of unspoken tension between you and Jen. You knew her back in college before she was She-Hulk and you even went on a date with her once.

The date was nice but you two never went out again. You decided it was best to stay classmates. And you both kept it under it wraps and didn’t tell anyone about the date. But you both secretly harbor some feelings for each other.

Just as you’re thinking about asking Jen about her day to break the silence between you, the elevator comes to a halt.

“Shit,” Jen mumbles as she tries to press the buttons on the panel. None of them light up.

“Try the emergency one,” you say. You step closer as she presses the emergency call button.

“Now I guess we wait,” Jen says. “Is it okay if I um- go back to being Jen? I was ready to get home and out of this suit and-“

“Yeah, sure. I’m sure it’s not fun having to be like 7 foot tall all the time,” you reply.

“No it is not,” Jen says with a smile as she changes back into her normal self. “Much better.”

The two of you stand and wait for the elevator to move again. You feel yourself start to panic a little bit as the minutes tick by. Your breathing quickens as your heart beats faster in your chest.

“Hey, are you good y/n?” Jen asks you. When you don’t reply, her hand is on your back and she’s stepping closer to you.

“Hey, you’re okay. Eyes on me, y/n.”

“I can’t-“

“You’re okay. I’m with you. Tell me what can you see,” Jen asks as she shifts in front of you. Her hands are anchored on your shoulders. “I’ll go first I see this very pretty sweater that you’re wearing.”

You almost smile, but your breathing still won’t slow.

“Tell me one thing you see, y/n.”

“Your- your hair,” you gasp out.

“Do you like it like this? I kind of like my She-Hulk hair better, but the curls are nice I guess,” Jen goes on one of her classic little rants. It helps you start breathing normally again.

“I like all the things that make you Jen,” you say. Jen smiles at your compliment and at how you seem to be feeling better.

“That’s sweet, y/n. Are you okay?” She asks.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Thank you, Jen. I’m sorry about that,” you say.

“Don’t apologize please. This reminds me of that time I totally panicked before our date back in college,” Jen admits. You don’t miss how her hands are still on your shoulders.

“You panicked over our date?”

“Yep,” she says shortly in a very classic Jen manner.

“Why?”

“Why? Because you were and are still so beautiful and very cool,” Jen explains. A blush graces her cheeks.

“I also happen to think that you’re still beautiful and cool, Jen,” you admit.

“Can I kiss you?” Jen asks. Her eyes glance from yours to your lips.

“Yes please,” you reply.

Jen pulls you closer as her arms go around your neck and she connects her lips with yours. Your hands are on her waist as you bring her impossibly closer against your body.

It’s electric. So electric that the elevator turns on again and soon the doors open on the ground floor. Both of you are too engrossed in the kiss to notice.

“Damn Jennifer! Get it,” the familiar voice of Jen’s best friend, Nikki, breaks you both from the moment.

Instead of stepping back from you like you thought she would, Jen buries herself into your chest as you lead her out of the elevator.

You’re ready for your second first date with Jen.

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[thatmexisaurusrex]

Just Sam and Bucky, trying not to think too hard as Jen goes into detail about how she broke the fourth wall to fix her show's ending and is also dating the hottest hero in Hell's Kitchen, Dare Devil.

[deceitfuldevil]

Kinktober 10/6

Prompt: breath play

Pairing: Matt Murdock X reader

Warnings: smut (18+ MDNI), choking, p in v sex, afab! reader, not proofread.

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Matt couldn’t help himself, but he had to. You were so perfect, so soft and amazing just for him. Matt was scared to death of ruining what he had with you over some stupid bedroom infatuations.

Then again, no one else he’d ever been with had seemed to mind. But they were all different, one-night stands. Not like you, someone Matt hoped to be with for years and even decades to come.

However the devil ran deep inside of Matt, controlled his deepest urges and his most sinful desires. He just had to try, especially when you were doing everything so perfectly.

Your hands raking up and down his chest, hips bouncing up and down on his thick cock making sinful squelching sounds that fills the room, your tits bobbing around in the air wildly. It was all too perfect, Matt needed to know what your heart was doing, he needed to feel it.

Slowly, tentatively, Matt ran one of his hands that he has glued to your hips to help keep you steady up your side. Brushing over your breast and giving your nipple a slight pinch, almost as if to distract you from what he was about to do next.

Moving his hand ever further upwards, Matt rested an open palm over your exposed neck. Your head was already thrown back in ecstasy, baring your neck all for Matt.

You couldn’t help but lean into his touch when Matt rested his rough palm against your throat, and Matt couldn’t help with wrap his fingers securely around your flesh when you leaned into his touch.

The little high pitched moan you let out as Matt gave your throat a tentative squeeze was more than pornographic in Matt’s ears, it was angelic.

“Harder.” You whispered, bouncing faster on Matt’s soaked cock. Matt immediately tightened his grip on your neck at your request, causing you to let out a punctured whine.

Matt reveled in the feeling of your heart rate dancing wildly beneath his fingertips, squeezing a little bit tighter every time your heart rate would go up until you could barely breath. You were left with strangled attempts of Matt’s name falling from your lips like a prayer as your body became over whelmed with pleasure.

When Matt squeezed so hard that your airways had been completely cut off, you saw white. You stilled on his cock as his grip loosened allowing you to cum. Hearing the oxygen rush back into your lungs pushed Matt over the edge as well, his load shot into you leaving you with a warm fuzzy feeling as you came down from your own high.

As you collapsed besides Matt he pulled you close and pressed sweet kisses to your forehead “thank you, thank you, thank you.” He said over and over again, but it was really you who should be thanking him. It was alright though because you thanked him in other ways later that night ;)

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A/N

SHE-HULK EPISODE 8 SPOILERS BELOW!!

listen y’all when I tell you I fucking SCREAMED at 2 in the fucking morning when I saw the fucking man!! Totally lost my shit the holy episode. Also short but I think good blurb for Kinktober today, my Kinktober has been doing so well so far and it makes me so happy! Totally not finishing writing this a/n a few feet away from my coworkers in my break room, thanks for all the love though!

Much Love,

—Skyler